I Fall For A Mafia

Chapter 2

Jungkook

I am standing in front of the big window in my room, my hands clasp behind my back as I look down at the hall of the bar.

People are dancing and drinking as they party the night away. The place is dark, but purple and blue lights are shinning here and there.

My meeting with the old man just got over and I came to the window to see if I could find her. I don't know why I can't get her out of my head.

Something happened when our eyes met for the first time. I mean if I wasn't locked in a room with her and my guards too, I would have done something. She looked so beautiful when she noticed I was sitting there and the way she looked at me, it made my stomach flip.

She looked really sad when she left the room. The second she turned back and gave me a last look. I was going to damn everything to hell and fuck her in the room by kicking everyone out.

I go towards the floor to ceiling glass window and put my head on my arm as I lean against it and blow air out of my lungs. I want to see her so badly, I keep swinging my eyes here and there in the club below.

And than I find her, she has tied her long hair into a bun. Oh I haven't seen such long and silky looking hairs. She is sitting at the booth talking to some girls. I am relieved to fine her safe with her friends. I wish I knew who she was hiding from so I could pay him a visit.

She looks so beautiful even from so far away, that I can only look at her. She looks like an angel in front of a devil like me. I wonder how would she react if she knew who I am really. I have never felt the way I feel when I see her. And to think I don't even know her.

"Come in!" I say as I hear a knock on the door since I am alone in this room now. I hear the door open.

"Sir! I am here to report!" I hear one of my bodyguard who escorted Ivy out of the room say from behind me.

"About what?" I ask him as I track every movement Ivy makes down below.

"About the girl." He replies.

"What about her?" I ask half mindedly.

"About our conversation when I dropped her off. " He replies obediently.

" Oh yes, yes fire away. " I say to him as I come back to reality.

" She asked me about your age. " He continues to say.

" Did she now? " I ask as I grin wider than I have ever before. "And did she tell her age too?"

" Yes! She's seventeen." He replies.

"Anything else?" I ask him, because I just got pissed off by figuring out that we have a five years age gap between us.

"She also asked weather I had your number." He begins.

"And did you give it to her?" I turn around to look him in the face, my only sign of being surprised.

"No!" He replies uncertainly. But than he sees me raising my brows at him in question. He begins to say, "She asked and I told her yes I do but than I asked you don't want his number do you and she became angry and said of course not and walked away before I could say something."

"Anything else?" I ask him. I am really taken aback by this girl. If I didn't know any better I would think she wants to know me. But will she want to know more about me once she finds out who I am. It feels so good to meet someone who doesn't know me.

"That's all." He replies as he turns to leave.

"I am glad you didn't give her my number." I say to him but than a thought strikes my head. "Wait! Did she call me by my name while she spoke of me?"